#gwaine oneshot

[rubysunnday]

dead and gone and buried

a/n: i'm deep in my gwaine brain rot right now so have a cute/angsty lil fic summary: Y/N looses someone she loves and leans on Gwaine in the darkest hours.

The early spring mornings were one of the highlights of Y/N’s day. As she meandered through the corridors of the castle, she caught glimpses of the morning sun slowly rising, bathing the white stone walls in orange.

Each sunrise brought with it a new day and a fresh start.

It also brought along one knight and a large plate of breakfast.

"What is it today, Sir Gwaine?" Y/N asked, walking down the corridor and toward Gwaine.

Gwaine was half dressed, cloak draped and folded over one shoulder, chain mail roughly tucked into his belt. He held a large plate in one hand, gloves in the other.

"I believe it is pork with leftovers from last night," he replied, coming to a stop beside Y/N. "There's some apple, some... I think potatoes?"

Y/N peered at the plate. She nodded. "Potatoes."

She reached out and snatched one off the plate, dodging Gwaine's pitiful attempt at slapping her hand with his gloves.

"Have you not got things to be doing?" He asked, shielding his plate from her.

"Oh, I have a lengthy list," she replied, "but I would much rather be taunting you than helping people get dressed."

Gwaine chuckled. He tossed his head back, letting his hair fall out of his face. "I should probably go and get ready."

Y/N nodded, gently sweeping her foot across the floor. "Do you need a hand?" She asked, looking up at him.

"Uh..." Gwaine looked at himself, taking in his mismatched state of dress. "Please," he replied, his smile growing.

Gwaine leant across Y/N and placed his plate of breakfast down on the window sill. She pulled his cloak from his shoulder and took his gloves.

Y/N held Gwaine's clothes as he untangled his chain mail from his belt and awkwardly dragged it down over his head. She watched, angling her eyes down when Gwaine looked up, flicking his hair out from under the shirt.

He reached out and took his cape from her, his fingers brushing against the back of her hand. In one, rather dramatic, swoop, he put the cape around his shoulders and pulled the buckle tight, letting the cape settle around his shoulders.

With a smile, Y/N slapped the gloves into Gwaine's hands. "Good morrow, Sir Knight."

Gwaine bowed to her, sweeping his cloak out behind him. "Good morrow, Lady Y/N."

Y/N giggled. "You better get going unless you want our wonderful king to yell at you."

"He yells at me all the time," Gwaine replied, pulling his gloves on. "It'll be nothing new."

He leant across and pressed a kiss to Y/N's cheek. Gwaine stepped back and nodded at her, turning on his heel and walking down the corridor.

Y/N shook her head, a fond smile on her face, and began walking the opposite direction.

//

"Gwaine, if you spent more time watching your opponent, you'd spend less time on the floor." Arthur yelled, stabbing his sword into the grass.

Y/N laughed softly as she walked past. Gwaine was, indeed, lying sprawled on the grass, his sword flung miles away. He rolled over onto his stomach, his eyes catching on Y/N as she passed. She waved to him and he awkwardly waved back to her.

When she got a chance, Y/N always went for a walk down past the training ground. Partly so she could watch Gwaine try and partly because she could breathe in the fresh air and stroll amongst the upper town.

There was only so much pretentious behaviour Y/N could take from those in the castle before she lost her mind.

"Lady Y/N?"

Y/N turned her head, coming face to face with a flush-faced, out-of-breath messenger.

She nodded. Y/N patiently waited as the messenger fiddled with this bag, struggling to find the piece of parchment he was meant to give her.

Eventually he found it, whipping it out the bag with a flourish. He handed it to Y/N and, before she could even unfolded it, ran off back into the upper town, dodging through the crowds.

The wax seal popped off easily. Y/N unfolded the letter, all ready knowing what it would say.

She'd been waiting for this letter for months. Ever since her father had retired from his role as secretary of state because of his declining health, she'd been waiting for the letter that summoned her home to be at his death bed.

'It's time to come home.'

There it was, written in black ink and folded into a square.

"You alright?"

Y/N jumped, dropping the letter and stumbling back over a tiny pebble on the ground. Gwaine, who'd made her jump in the first place, caught her by the waist and stabled her, setting her back on her own two feet.

"Sorry," he said, wincing. "I thought you'd heard me."

"No, I hadn't," Y/N breathed, still recovering. "I was -"

"Reading?" Gwaine held out her letter to her. "Is it your father?" He asked as she took it, clutching the letter to her chest.

Y/N had confided in Gwaine about her father's health long ago. He'd been the one to watch out for him during council meetings, escorting him back to his chambers when he'd been to unwell to stay any longer.

Gwaine had been a silent supporter for Y/N as she tried to cope with her father and her job in the castle. When her father had retired and returned back to their home village, Gwaine had held her hand as she watched him disappear through the gates.

So it was with no surprise that Y/N turned to her best friend and said "yes... he most likely won't survive the week."

Gwaine took a step closer, reaching down and gently grabbing Y/N's hand, cradling it in his.

"When are you going?" He asked, lowering his voice as a group of knights passed by, laughing loudly.

Y/N shrugged. The wind picked up, blowing her hair in front of her eyes and she brushed it back, ignoring the headdress she'd pinned to her hair.

Gwaine reached up with his other hand and caught her hand. He brushed her hair back, untangling it from the headdress. His hand lowered, brushing against her cheek before returning to his side.

"It's an hour or two away," Y/N said softly, "so either before nightfall or first thing tomorrow morning."

"I'll come with you."

"No, Gwaine, I can't ask you to do that -"

Gwaine cut her off, putting a hand to her cheek. "I offered. I don't want you to be alone, that's all."

Y/N nodded, swallowing back the tears building in her eyes. "Thank you," she whispered.

//

Atheyers was quiet as they rode into the town. The townsfolk had begun lighting lanterns and shutting windows, settling down for the night.

Gwaine helped Y/N down from her horse and, hand in hand, they walked up to the big, wooden timbered house, that was Y/N's family home.

Inside the atmosphere was sombre and almost stifling with grief. For a moment, Y/N thought she was too late. But then she saw her brother rush down the stairs and her panic eased slightly.

"You're just in time," Isaac whispered, embracing his sister tightly. "Come on." He turned, looking at Gwaine. "You too, Sir Gwaine."

The room was quiet, lit candles providing warmth and a calming light.

Y/N walked in, hiding behind her brother for a second. She peered round and saw her father lying in bed, looking pale and fragile.

"Y/N's here, father," her brother whispered.

Y/N glanced behind, searching for Gwaine's reassuring gaze. He stood in the shadows, quietly watching. When he caught her gaze, he nodded and gave her a reassuring smile.

She stepped forward and crouched down beside the bed. "I'm here, father," she said softly, taking his hand in hers. "You can rest now."

//

Bird song greeted Gwaine the next morning. He'd fallen asleep in a chair that sat outside the bedroom, against the wall of the corridor. He stretched as he stood up, rubbing his face.

The door creaked slightly as he pushed it open, peering inside. Y/N was asleep beside her father, still curled on the floor, her head resting on the mattress, arm folded under her head.

Gwaine knew that her father had passed. There was a new, peaceful silence in the room broken only by the birds tweeting outside.

He approached Y/N and knelt down beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Y/N," he whispered, shaking her gently. "Hey..."

Y/N lifted her head, looking up at Gwaine. "He's gone."

"I know. I'm sorry," he whispered, stroking her hair.

Y/N sat back, leaning against Gwaine's chest. He shifted, kneeling behind her, pulling her into his lap.

They sat there for a moment. Y/N held Gwaine's hand tightly and closed her eyes.

//

They gathered on the shore of Lake Riveia, watching the boat containing the body of Y/N's father burn.

Y/N stood at the edge of the shore, her brother next to her. Dressed in black, she looked like a shadow in the afternoon sunlight.

Gwaine stood with the other knights, capes blowing in the breeze, heads bowed. Arthur stood along side them - not as a king but as a knight himself.

After a while, those gathered began to walk back to the castle, until Y/N and Gwaine were all who remained.

"How are you?" Gwaine asked, coming to stand by Y/N's sad, his shoulder brushing against her.

"Coping," she whispered, her eyes still fixed on the burning boat in the distance. After a moments pause, she turned to face Gwaine. "Thank you for being here."

Gwaine raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised. "Of course," he replied. "I wouldn't be anywhere else."

"I know but... I'm grateful for the fact you even stayed to check on me," Y/N replied, chuckling sadly. "Not many do."

"Not many love you like I do."

Y/N smiled, looking down at the ground. Gwaine reached over and placed his finger under her chin, gently guiding her head up until she was looking at him.

"I love you, Y/N," he said softly, tucking her hair behind her ear. He rested his hand against her cheek and Y/N leant into it. "I love you with so much of my heart, none is left to protest."

"That's good," Y/N said, giggling quietly. "I don't think I could cope with you denying your feelings." She paused, pressing her lips together. "I think I do enough for both of us."

Gwaine gently turned Y/N by her shoulders until she faced him. She looked up, staring into his eyes, suddenly remembering just how beautiful his brown eyes were.

Slowly, Y/N leant forward, her eyes closing. Gwaine pressed his lips to hers, his hands resting on her hips. Y/N raised her arms, threading her fingers through his hair, untangling the curls.

They pulled apart, resting their foreheads together.

"I finally have my own knight," Y/N whispered, shoulders shaking as she giggled.

"And I my lady," Gwaine replied, pressing another kiss to her lips. "Forever and always."

Y/N stepped closer and kissed Gwaine again, holding him as tightly as she could.

[eteledhasanaxe]

Have some like. Ace Attorney and Oneshot/Gwain Saga art.

Idk I wanted to do stuff and never got past these doodles

[megafandombandgeekgirl]

Merlin- The Bird

So I got to thinking (as one often does when writing fanfic)

And this GREAT thought happened.

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Merlin- a small dark falcon

One day an evil sorcerer is out to destroy Camelot again- but this time via turning its inhabitants into animals. Merlin, oh great sorcerer that he is, is trying to stop all of this madness but HE gets hit with one of the spells. Since he himself is magic, it doesn’t work out exactly like the evildoer planned…

Every time someone calls Merlin’s name, he turns into a Merlin (see definition above). So Merlin has figured this out but no one else knows and Gaius walks into his chambers and OF COURSE when he sees Merlin, he HAS to say, “Merlin, what are you doing here?”

And Merlin, before he can even curse at his luck, turns into a bird.

Gaius is both alarmed and amused and responds to this unfortunate event by asking, “Merlin, what is going on here?”

And Merlin turns back into himself. Flustered and annoyed, but a person once more.

Before Gaius can say his name again, Merlin explains everything. And so they set off doing what they can to fix it.

But even in this situation, he has to be there for Arthur so he’s going on his normal duties for the day, praying that he doesn’t see one of the knights or Arthur or Gwen but of course he sees ALL of them and every single one of them says his name at least once.

The first is Elyan and Percival, who are hanging around the great hall when they greet him before he can stop them. They can only stare confusion (and mild humor) as Merlin squawks and flutters down the hall. He’s still flying and just passes Arthur (who’s been looking for him) when Arthur yells Merlin’s name.

And so the warlock drops onto the ground again.

But of course the fun for the poor sorcerer doesn’t end there.

No, Leon discovers him next and this time Merlin is ready and stops Leon before he can say anything. But Leon, being curiously concerned, asks, “Merlin, are you feeling well?”

And when the small falcon caws in his face and flies away, he shakes his head and adds it to the list of things he’s just going to pretend didn’t happen.

When Merlin turns human again, he stays that way for a bit longer and decides that hiding is the best idea. Until Gwaine finds him. And figures out the whole “Merlin switch-a-roo” trick. And he just loves it. He can’t stop laughing and changing Merlin into a bird and asking him to go poop on Arthur’s clotpole head (who, by the way, is now nearing Gwaine after hearing all this talk and is annoyed that Merlin is with Gwaine and not him like he should be).

When Arthur is told what is going on and Merlin is finally human again, he only glares at them both, saying, “No. Nope. Don’t even say it. I do not exist. I’m leaving. Don’t stop me. And DON’T say that word because I swear I WILL shit all over you.”

And as Merlin hurriedly waddles away with a few stray feathers poking out, Arthur and Gwaine take one look at each other and burst out laughing.

[artzzyb00-27]

Pirate Princess{Gwaine x OC}

I figured, enough dicking around and give the people what they want. Here's a Gwaine story. Oh yeah, and here's some Merthur crumbs for you lot. Sometimes OCs from other stories will reappear in the background or play a role. Won't always be the same universe. (The Brits are rubbing off on me)

After uniting Avalon, Arthur had looked into relations across seas. One in particular was a patch of ocean northeast of Mercia, mainly inhabited by sea monsters, mermaids, sirens, and pirates. Some good, some bad, some neutral. All usually minded their business on the sea.

Some pirates were descendants of druids or magic users after Uther began the purge. Because of this, some pirate ships protected and fought alongside mermaids against those who hunted them down for money. Just another reason to hate his father, something Arthur would lament occasionally but Merlin helped him cope.

Sometimes with hugs or other times with snogging. After the battle of Camelot, the two men confessed their feelings for each other but hadn't fully acted on them until seven months ago. Everyone was supportive but they waited another five months to announce anything officially to the kingdom.

The backlash was inevitable, especially when one was a warlock dragonlord and couldn't get pregnant. One of the reasons Merlin didn't want to get his hopes up after Arthur unbanned magic across the lands. That is until Gwen assured that she and Lancelot were courting and Arthur supported them with all he could. The only condition was that they were ruling the kingdom as friends together.

Being queen suited Gwen and Merlin never wanted any official status other than Court sorcerer. Even that position was a battle of tug of war between the blonde and the warlock. The knights had suffered along for the ride watching their friends pine longingly after each other. Specifically, Gwaine, as he would get the ranting schtick all day from both parties.

"Gwaine? You alright my friend?" Percival's voice snapped the long-haired knight out of his trance from staring out the window. Today's meeting with the council members concluded that the Round Table, Mordred, and Merlin would sail to find what alliance could be made with the Pirate King and the Mermaid ruler of the area.

"Yeah mate, just thinking. What if something happens? Gwen's pregnant, and Leon and Ming just got engaged. The open sea's dangerous."

"And for that, we will have a guide. The Pirate King has offered to take us to see the Mermaid Emperor. Thus, we will be protected the whole time." Arthur explained walking up to them with Leon, Elyan, following, and Lancelot at his left side. Mordred was off with Merlin gathering herbs in the woods near the citadel.

"Is Merlin coming with us?" Percival asked as if he didn't know the answer already.

"Of course, we can't go into magical territory without our Royal Court Sorcerer can we?" Just like that Arthur couldn't stop blushing at the thought of his used-to-be manservant. Gwaine didn't blame him. Merlin had gained muscle these past years, and even more after training with the knights properly.

Eventually, they made it to the ports of Merica and boarded the Blue Conch. The Pirate King, Welton "Gunner" Thorne, was a surprisingly passive man. Perhaps being away from land does that to people. They were put to work like the others when they stepped foot on the deck.

Not just the knights, Merlin and Arthur had to as well.

"Everyone does their part, especially if you're in charge. You set the example, so make it good, not comfy." For a man who was more beard than chin, he was docile and sturdy for his age. At night he helped prepare dinner while sharing stories about the Blue Conch crew's adventures.

After dinner, Gwaine had gone up to the Quarterdeck, looking back at the sea behind them. Letting the misty ocean pass by and tossing his hair slightly.

"You're a sight for sore eyes."

Looking behind him, Gwaine saw Gunner's daughter. She presented herself with an aura that Gwaine couldn't help but admire. Look up to almost. She commanded people around the Blue Conch but gave them the equal respect they gave her. A sparring session with one of the crew members earlier in the afternoon proved that unless you wanted one less eye, don't make her angry.

"You too, although you might be more beautiful than me."

"Bars not high then."

"I'm hurt milady!" He replied with a mock expression attempting to hide a grin. Failing too. Her wit was high, though it must be a requirement when you're a pirate. Along with her sandy blonde hair that looked like the same gold shimmering on the borders of the ship's gunwales in the moonlight.

She dipped her hat in response and leaned against the railing next to him. She was holding a flask and offered it to him. Unsurprisingly, he accepted and took a swig. Wincing at the bitterness of the drink.

His reaction to the vile liquid made her cackle and it made him swoon slightly.

"You learn to love it." She said before taking a swig of the flask.

Whether from the alcohol or the light shining on her face, her laughter was harmonious.

"You're cruel."

"Gotta be done, can't help it when you're born on the ocean and raised on it as well." Gwaine raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"You've never lived on the mainland?"

"Where would we have gone?" Right, they too were prosecuted for being alive from Uther. Bastard. Gwaine didn't mourn him too much. He was still Arthur's father. He supposed. Morgane may have gone about things the wrong way, but she did have good reasonings.

"Sorry, I continue to forget others didn't have it like I did. Even if I was always causing trouble."

"You're a knight."

"Before that. Going wherever it felt like I needed to be. Drunk off my arse."

"Should I not offer another swig then?"

"Probably not." Gwaine chuckled lightly. She gave a small smile and turned to lean forward like he was doing. For a minute they looked out to the sealine. Watching the waves wade up and down rocking the ship forward.

"I had a sister," She began. Gwaine looked at her from his left and showed that he was listening. "She was three years younger than me. We would run around the dock and our father would get scared. He wasn't sure it was safe for us on board. One time we stopped at a port and the Uther was there too. We didn't know and we snuck off the boat. She had magic,…" She trailed off gripping the flask harder than before.

Gwaine tensed too. Sensing where the story was headed.

"She was eight. My father, bless him was,… broken. So much so that he dropped me back off with my mother to make sure nothing happened to me. Three years later though she got between me and a knight from Cendreds kingdom to collect any possible runaways. She didn't make it. My father found me a week later hiding in a broken-down shed."

Not knowing what to say, Gwaine gently moved his hand on top of her shoulder. Squeezing just enough to not scare her. Taking in a deep breath she let her head drop down slightly. then lifting it back up.

"Oh well, it's better to think of the good times no?" She finished with yet another swig. Gwaine smiled but also grimaced.

"I didn't catch your name,…" He said hoping she would understand. Despite the alcohol, she was perfectly sober.

"It's Aethelflaed. You can call me by the nickname my father gave me if you want."

"What do you want me to call you?" She looked shocked but in a happy way. Smiling a bit softer she answered confidently.

"I quite like my actual name. It means 'Noble Beauty'."

"It suits you well, Aethelflaed." Aethelflaed laughed and punched Gwaine in the arm. Then swinging it around him to drag him back to the others. the trip was much more bearable after that.

When they arrived at a spot near a big mermaid kingdom everyone got near the railings to check for their half-fish friends. Then Aethelflaed spotted a golden glow from beneath the water.

"There!" She pointed out from the edge near the brig. The others gathered around and saw a mermaid who looked rather small with a shell necklace waving up. She had a skin tone that resembled wet sand near lagoons. Her hair, though damp from the water, was easily noticed as curly and wild even in the ponytail she had. "Daria!" The mermaid smiled and waved yelling back at Aethelflaed.

"Hello! Wait right there!" She instructed before heading back down. Quickly Aethelflaed, Gunner, and some other crew members pushed the rest back slightly leaving a spot open. Then Daria shot up out of the water and a lot higher than the ship's deck. Leaving a trail of water behind her, the knights were able to get a good look a her. She had a tight brown top on that looked like makeshift armor and a golden tail that faded to a cream color at the end. She also had a holster for a weapon not fully visible.

As she was coming down, magic glows began swirling around her and made her whole body glow. She came back down landing perfectly and the glow went away. It was easier to tell that she was around seventeen years of age. Her top turned into a vest and she had a loose white long-sleeved tunic. Her breeches were baggy and she had leather boots on her. The weapon on her holster was now more visible. A trident with bright silver and gold encasing one another.

"It's good to some new and old faces! How was the trip lads?" The crew began encasing around her slightly with Aethelflaed getting the closest. Making it clear these two were close friends.

Though after the story she told Gwaine, he suspected it was a more familiar bond than the others had. The girl, Daria apparently, was led over to Arthur and the others.

"Arthur, this here is the Princess of Prospero. Second in line for the throne." Daria rolled her eyes at her friend's theatrics. She did however reach her hand out to Arthur in an effort for friendship. Arthur took it without question and introduced his knights and his love. Making Merlin red from embarrassment at the term.

"Oh my gods,… you're Emrys! This is incredible! I've learned all I could about human magic and warlocks. How's life?" Merlin smiled at her enthusiasm. Going over a couple of spells for her to practice if she ever gets bored of underwater adventures. Gwaine noticed Mordred was slightly more quiet than usual watching the young girl. Gwaine smiled but didn't press it for now.

"I'm glad you and my husband get along so well. I would, however, like to speak with whoever is in charge of your kingdom. I want Camelot to form strong bonds with other kingdoms." Daria looked at Arthur in awe with a growing smile.

"Well, then that would be my momma'. One sec." Daria took a step back raised her trident into the air shot out a signal into the sky and then curved down into the water. "I sent a message, she'll be here around ten minutes."

Arthur nodded his head with a grateful smile and grabbed Merlin's hand dragging him off to talk to Gunner. Daria then turned to the knights and locked onto Mordred.

"You've got strong magic. I can feel it. What's your name again?" Mordred froze and tried to say his name but stuttered out a weird mess.

"Uh- Muh- Mordred. I like your trident." The knights tried covering their giggles even though they were not being heard.

"Thanks, Mordred, interesting name. What does it mean?" She asked leaning slightly more forward on her feet.

"Uh, I-I don't know." Daria smiled warmly gaining one back from Mordred.

"Daria!" They all looked over to where Arthur and Merlin were. Another person shot out of the water and then landed. A woman with curly hair in multiple braids with white streaks, ebony skin, and scars over her face landed on the deck. Her outfit looked like Daria's but more regal. With a slight shimmer on her tunic. Her trident was in the holster on her back and was completely golden.

Daria smiled widely at the woman and got another back.

"Momma!" Daria yelled out before running over to her mother and leaping out for a hug. Getting caught and swung around slightly. It made the muscles on both of them more noticeable.

"Hello Arthur, I am Queen Celestia. But you can call me Celeste." She said rubbing her daughter's back in an affectionate hug.

The woman was taller than most and her stride showed the regalness she had. Arthur shook her hand as did Merlin and then led both females to the captain's quarters to discuss the alliance. The knights decided to head on to find some food and Elyan nudged Mordred to follow.

A while later the ship was rocked harshly to the left and everyone rushed to see what happened. Another ship on their right had their crew begin to hop on board and fight them. Gunner ran out and looked for the opposing captain.

"Blackbeard!" He said raising his sword and swang from a rope to the other ship to fight off the head of the ship. The knights, Merlin, Arthur, Daria, and her mother were quick to join the fight. Getting confronted by two of the crew members from the other ship was not ideal but Gwaine took them on. Parrying the best he could and kicking one to his back. Making the man hit his head and get knocked out.

Arthur and Celeste both ran off to the other ship to help Gunner fight off Blackbeard with Merlin in tow. Some things never change with those lovebirds.

His friend cried out and attacked Gwaine with more force. Pushing Gwaine up in a corner without backup he lifted his sword and swung it down only to be blocked by another sword.

"Thanks, mate." Gwaine thanked Aethelflaed. She pushed the other man's sword away and smiled at Gwaine.

"Don't mention it." She said swinging her blade around and circling the man with Gwaine on her left. She attacked first distracting him from Gwaine's attack and got kicked to his knees. Slashing him on the back, Aethelflaed picked him up and threw him overboard.

"Woah!" They both looked over to see Daria commanding the water with her trident to send the attackers back to their ship. Gunner, Merlin, Arthur, and Celeste went back to the ship and Daria commanded a giant wave to send the ship off. Celeste made one but for their ship to go in the opposite direction.

After things settled down Merlin went to help their doctor see to the wounded. Gwaine and Aethelflaed sat down on the stairs taking deep breaths.

"Glad you're on our side. Didn't know what I'd do against that ogre."

"Dead men tell no tales." She replied, and Gwaine figured it wasn't worth trying to figure out what she meant.

They saw the others walking up to them so they both stood up. Gunner reached his daughter and hugged her tightly. Gwaine smiled and walked over to Mordred and patted him on the shoulder. He then turned to Daria who was speaking off to the side with her mother, Arthur, and Merlin.

"What's happening there?"

"Arthur's asked them to come with us back to Camelot. To have them look over things to help improve the kingdom." Leon answered his friend.

"Doubt they'll come though, a kingdom needs a ruler."

"That's right Percival. It does, and I hope one day I'm able to visit," Celeste said walking over to the knights with her daughter smiling brighter than before. "That is why, Daria will be going with you. It'll be good for her ideas to be out into the world, and for her to see what it has to offer our people." She said ending it off by leaning her and her daughter's foreheads together.

Mordred smiled and walked over to hug Daria which the girl happily returned. They both walked off and rambled on about what they could do.

"This means she'll need a guide preferably someone who she's already familiar with and has both experiences of land and sea," Celeste said looking at Aethelflaed. The blonde looked shocked and then turned to Gwaine who smiled encouragingly back.

"Me?"

"That's right lass. I have no doubt you've proven yourself here but perhaps a bit of time on land would do you some good." Her father said. Making it clear he wasn't forcing her off this time. "Besides, you two are already a good pair, why split off a good team."

Aethelflaed looked at Daria who was laughing at something Mordred said across the deck near the kitchen entrance. Letting out a breath she nodded her head.

"Thank you, lass." The queen said bowing her head down.

"No need, 'sides, gives me time to mess with this one more often." She replied tilting her hat slightly and leaning on Gwaine more who rolled his eyes humorously.

[akelafang]

Cleaned this post up, added a few extra lines and posted it to AO3 if anyone's interested in a more polished version. Now under the title "Dance with me Sir Leon"

Camelot is hosting a feast! Food, music and dancing are in abundance. As are the amount of visiting nobles.

One of the noblewomen has taken a particular liking to dear Sir Leon and is heavily flirting with him. He's deeply uncomfortable but too polite to outright reject her and she's too persistent to notice his disinterest. Gwaine notices though. His eyes always tend to wander back to Leon at events like these. And during training. And the rare nights Leon joins them all at the tavern. And- anyway, the point is he's the most likely person to look over at Leon and notice his distress. Naturally, being the chivalrous knight Gwaine is, he decides to swoop in and rescue the knight in distress.

He makes his way across the hall to them, wraps his arm around Leon's waist and says "There you are darling, I've been looking everywhere! You promised me a dance before the night is over."

Leon jumps a bit having not expected the touch but relaxes when he recognizes Gwaine's voice. When his words register Leon looks at him confused for a second before he catches on. "Oh, ah, so I did. I'm sorry my Lady but a knight can't be seen breaking a promise."

The two leave the noblewomen stunned and sputtering. As soon as they're out of her sight Leon goes to move away but Gwaine tightens his hold on his waist for a second.

"And where do you think you're going? You promised me a dance."

"That was just a ruse to get me away from her, and thank you for that by the way."

"Ruse or not as soon as she stops doing her best impersonation of a floundering fish she'll be watching for you, as will anyone who overheard. A knight can't be seen breaking a promise now can he?" Gwaine sent him a playful smirk "And I certainly wouldn't mind dancing with the second most handsome knight in the kingdom."

Leon looked at him in disbelief with what Gwaine thought might be a small glimmer of hope. Though he worries he might be projecting his own feelings into the situation

Little does he know Leon is having the same worry. "You truly want to dance with me?"

Gwaine smiled at him. Not one of his goofy smiles like when he makes a joke or his flirty smirk he uses to try and get his way. A genuine smile full of fondness and it's own spark of hope. "I do. Look, I'll even let you lead."

Gwaine moves his hand from Leon's waist to his shoulder, giving Leon enough time to step away if he wanted to. But Leon doesn't want to. Instead of stepping away he steps closer and places his hand on Gwaine's waist, taking the lead position for a walts.

"Fair warning, I'm out of practice. It's difficult to do so without a partner you truly want to be dancing with."

A little of Gwaine's flirty smirk creeps into his expression but his eyes still hold nothing but adoration for the man before him. "Then I guess I'll have to make sure you get plenty of practice in the future."

[coaticoyote]

Babes wake up I wrote a new Merlin fanfiction

(Gwaine sprains his ankle, he and Lancelot have a talk)

[violettavonviolet]

Merlin & Gravity falls fic recs

all fics are finished and fantastic! the word count goes up progressively, I've noted the ratings but do check the tags!

all fics marked with a star haven't left my brain since I read them.

Merlin

A Future Lined in Gold

predilection

Summary:

Gwaine's soulmate has magic. He knows this because his soulmark glows.

This wasn't as much of a problem until he started spending more time in Camelot where magic is banned, and where even someone catching sight of his soulmark could have him beheaded.

(A Merlin/Gwaine soulmate AU.)

6k gwaine/merlin teen

Secret Whistle

thenerdyindividual

Summary:

Merlin can't understand those stupid complicated hand signs Arthur uses on a hunt, but they figure out another way to communicate.

or: 5 times people were confused by Arthur and Merlin's secret language, and 1 time everyone understood.

6k merthur gen

Secrets

platonic_boner

Summary:

In which everyone gradually finds out that everyone else knew all along about the magic.

7k teen merthur

Co-Dependent

vintagemocha

Summary:

And then it hits Uther, like a fork of lightning: "Fine, then, no Merlin for a week."

"Oh, no," one of the knights, Sir Leon, gasps.

Arthur, whose jaw has been hanging open this entire time, finally regains his abilities of speech. "What?" he says. "No Merlin?"

+++

As punishment for Arthur's disobedience, Uther bans all contact with his manservant for a week.

It works out about as well as you could expect.

8k humor gen

The Authoritative Guide on Being the Bloke

writeonclara

Summary:

In the four years he and Merlin had been together, Merlin never so much hinted that he had a blog.

Well, at least not to Arthur. Everyone and their dog knew about it, except Arthur.

Arthur sighed and clicked Previous 10 Entries. It was a little like reading a biography about all of the things you would never, ever want to share with anyone.

ON SHAGGING THE BLOKE

Sort of like that.

OR: Merlin has a blog. Arthur finds out about it.

9k Merthur modern

Loyalty Before Royalty

CaffeinatedFlumadiddle

Summary:

"Where did you get that?" Arthur asked, but he already knew the answer. 

"Gwen."

"...and the horse?"

"Gwen."

"What about the-"

"Gwen." Merlin interrupted. Arthur nodded. At this point, he wasn't sure why he even bothered to ask. He was pretty certain his wife was going to knight Merlin any day now. He looked Merlin up and down for a few moments before accepting it all with a sigh.

"As long as you get my armor to me tomorrow...I don't care." He finally said, turning away. Merlin cleared his throat. 

"Gwen gave me tomorrow off."

"For the love of God." 

Or

I hate that Gwen and Merlin's friendship kind of withered away in the later seasons so here's a oneshot about her and Merlin abusing her new royal powers because that's what happens when your best friend becomes queen.

10k gwen& merlin gen

Good Fortune

platonic_boner

Summary:

Arthur makes Merlin a lord, and Merlin does an astonishingly good job of running a village.

11k merthur gen

Guarding the Guardian

CaffeinatedFlumadiddle

Summary:

“Mordred, right?” Arthur asked, kneeling in front of him. The boy nodded, eyes wide as he looked at Arthur as if he might bolt at any moment. “What are you doing back in Camelot? My father won’t like seeing you again.”

“He’s hurt.” Mordred whispered and Arthur glanced over at where Merlin was unconscious. A sudden realization dawned on him.

“You healed him,” He said slowly “With magic.”

Mordred nodded. Arthur’s mind raced – thinking of all Merlin had survived in his encounters with bandits and sorcerers. Before he could ask if Mordred had been responsible for all of it, there was a groan as Merlin shifted, eyes flickering open.

“Arth – you!” He choked, sitting up quickly to grab Arthur’s arm as if he could yank the prince away. Mordred grinned.

“You’re awake!” He beamed and launched forward to hug him. Arthur watched as Merlin stiffened at the action – eyes widening before desperately trying to push him away.

“Arthur. Arthur, get him off of me-”

Or

After sneaking Mordred out of Camelot, he occasionally returns to make sure Merlin is doing okay. Arthur isn’t sure why this child is so concerned about the wellbeing of his servant… Nor Merlin's vehement attempts to ignore it.

16k gen humor

Whispering Your Name *

CaffeinatedFlumadiddle

Summary:

The Dorocha. They are the voices of the dead, my child. And, like the dead, they are numberless.

Or

A different take of the dorocha. Instead of them being faceless screams that attack you, they are actually figures of the dead. Merlin doesn't quite realize how much death affected him until him and the knights go to close the veil.

22k angst gen

Thick as Sorcerers

CaffeinatedFlumadiddle

Summary:

Arthur watched, unable to fully comprehend the events that had seemingly just crashed and burned in front of him rather than calmly unfold. He turned to look at the other knights who only shrugged as Mordred sank lower into his seat, lips pressed into a pout as he picked at his food. 

“I…” He started and paused, taking a moment to gather his thoughts “Why do you want Merlin to like you so badly?” He finally sighed. Mordred stopped playing with his food, glancing up before looking at the door the servant in question had exited through 

“Because he’s Merlin.” He said as if that provided any sort of answer. 

Arthur didn’t deserve this. He did his best to be a good person. Maybe this was some kind of divine intervention saying he needed to up his charity game. He needed to give the lower town a bigger tax break or something. Perhaps ride out and save three more damsels than usual. 

"He has a point," Gwaine piped up as he inhaled another mead "He is Merlin."

Or

Merlin hates Mordred and Mordred is determined to put an end to that. Arthur is convinced that this child is after his man.

23k merthur merlin & mordred

um, excuse me? i was dying *

great_stone_dragon

Summary:

Gideon is a fourteen year old boy who wants to know the real tea. Camelot has a lot of secrets to offer.

1. The prince's manservant has magic and everyone knows (except the prince)

2. The prince is in love with his manservant and everyone knows (except the manservant)

OR

The Office if it was merthur in Camelot

30k humor gen

How to kill a king

Naelyn

Summary:

"That is how you deal with your problems! By politely stating your aim and waiting for your turn to come, instead of coming here with your weapons and no word of warning! D’you reckon it’s easy for me? Not only do I have to deal with the mess he,“ Merlin pointed at Arthur with his chin, “leaves behind him, but now I also have to deal with unplanned assassinations? This world has become a crazy place, isn’t that right, Gwaine?”

or:

Arthur's assassins seriously lack style, and Merlin tells them as much. The knights are stunned. So are the assassins. Also, Merlin's mad at Arthur, and so he is determined to ruin his day as much as possible. In the meanwhile, Gwaine's just living his best life (isn't he always?).

38k merthur crack

Next to You (It's the Rule)

LunaMyLove

Summary:

Arthur and Merlin have a special relationship. They always have, even when they were prince and servant. While many question it when first noticing, eventually it becomes an understanding in Camelot—and even among some other countries—that where there is Arthur, there is Merlin. And, where there is Merlin, there is Arthur.

Or

Arthur and Merlin's relationship as witnessed and explained by others.

Also, or

Five times someone realizes that Merlin is the Queen, one time Merlin realizes it himself, and one time he owns it.

62k merthur crack gen

Canary in a Cage

CaffeinatedFlumadiddle

Summary:

“Lady Morgana,” The lord said, his brows furrowing as he took a step back “Pardon me for the assumption, but I was told the king’s ward never left the East tower?” He asked and gestured vaguely around the gardens. Morgana smiled and Merlin smirked from his hiding place as he watched Arthur consider swooping in to save the man, but clearly thinking better of it. 

“Ah, of course.” Morgana said “You must be confused. There are two wards of the king. I’m afraid you won’t be able to meet Merlin today.” 

Or

Uther took in Balinor’s child as a baby and claimed him as his ward. Merlin thinks he’s being held hostage, but whatever.

108k merthur

Gravity falls

to you, who bears my name

masterdipster

Summary:

In a world where most people have names printed on their wrist, Dipper Pines is born with a cipher.

22k Billdip teen and up

Five Minutes Older

thesnadger

Summary:

Mabel ends up trapped in 1979, without her brother and with a broken time machine that she can't fix herself. Luckily, her Grunkle Stan is there. Of course, he's a lot younger now...he has a mullet, he's living out of his car and he doesn't know he's her Grunkle. But he's not planning to let this weird, sparkly little girl end up alone on the streets.

27k time travel

Five Years Older

Nicnac

Summary:

When twenty-seven year old Mabel Pines stumbles across a banged-up time tape in the park, she tells herself that she's much too mature and responsible now to use it to go on a crazy adventure through time. 

Hahaha, yeah right.

46k time travel

The Small Things

Nicnac

Summary:

Stan had definitely showed up empty-handed, but he somehow ended up leaving with two five year olds in tow.

Eh, he'd been to worse memorial services.

55k series

The Whole of Us (is greater than the sum of our broken pieces)

Nicnac

Summary:

Stanford Pines was going to make his legacy by becoming the man who changed the world. Children weren't really part of the plan. 

At least, they weren't supposed to be.

144k teen and up

[queerofthedagger]

I went down an entirely unintended brainrot-rabbit hole today, so people might as well get something out of it; six quick and dirty oneshot recs, three for Arthur/Gwaine, and three with Merlin on top (ha), enjoy the chaos duo-slash-trio!

If All Else Fails, Lower Your Standards by giselleslash

[Arthur/Gwaine | E | 7k | Modern AU]

Somehow Arthur ended up Gwaine's full-time booty call, which was really rather annoying. Except when it wasn't.

This perfectly hits their dynamic on the head for me, and there is so much affection swinging between the lines that really is the crux of them for me; the way they will bitch at each other but really, they're in loveeee. Disgusting. <3

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Wrong Place, Wrong Time, Wrong Dart to the Neck by Malu_3 (Grainne)

[Arthur/Gwaine | M | 4k | Canon]

A celebration of S3 Arthur and Gwaine, tweaked for shipping comfort and ease of use.

Both of their characters feel so true to themselves, and it's such an excellent take on their slowly developing season 3 dynamic. Not to mention that the pay-off is excellent, and Merlin deserves compensation for putting up with them. Top tier Arwaine dynamic.

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Take Care (The Dart to the Heart Remix) by Polomonkey

[Arthur/Gwaine | G/A | 2.5k | Canon]

Arthur and Gwaine take care of Merlin whilst in Jarl's captivity. Merlin only wishes they would take care of each other too.

An excellent missing scene remix of the above fic featuring both buckets full of classical Arwaine tension, a dash of Merlin whump, and an outside POV on their specific brand of oblivious, pining fools.

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With You I'm Warmest by LiGi

[Arthur/Gwaine/Merlin | T+ | 5k | Canon]

“It’s so c-c-cold,” Gwaine said rather unnecessarily after a few moments, when the freezing wind snatched at his hair again. He shuffled closer to the fire. But the fire and blankets seemed to be doing little to warm him and Merlin chewed his lip anxiously. They needed to get his temperature up higher, faster. “Arthur, take your clothes off.” “I really don’t think this is the time, Merlin,” the prince answered exasperatedly, shaking his head. “Body heat,” Merlin explained, already standing up to shuck his cloak and jacket off. The wind whipped the jacket from his hand. “It’s the fastest way to warm him back up.”

Hurt/Comfort, huddling for warmth, emotionally stunted but sweetheart Arthur, and a happy poly ending for all of them? Yeah. This entire fic feels like a warm blanket itself and single-handedly turned me into a whump!Gwaine fan I think, 10/10 no notes <3

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All's Well by arthur_pendragon

[Arthur/Gwaine/Merlin | E | 1k | Canon]

Arthur and Gwaine, both hopelessly in unrequited love (or is it?) with Merlin, use each other to get off.

I'm such a sucker for this trope and it just works SO well for the three of them. The trio is mostly implied at the end but I actually liked it best that way, it's such a great snapshot of the dynamic between Arthur and Gwaine, what's missing and what isn't, with the 'fix' mostly left in the air because really, they probably don't know exactly, either.

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Playing Dirty (orphaned)

[Arthur/Gwaine/Merlin | E | 2.5k | Modern]

Arthur's not a prude, but he does think the number of times he's walked in on his flatmates having at it probably qualifies them for some sort of general obscenity charge.

While this is mostly PWP, it just feels SO true to the dynamic of Merlin and Gwaine being little shits and entirely making it Arthur's problem. There's bets about who will get whom of quicker. It's excellent.

[evedaser]

idk what happened to the merlin fandom this morning but everyone apparently decided to just put out banger after banger after banger on ao3

here are all the things i've read since waking up today that are still on the first page of recent merlin works and are just flat out great:

MULTI-CHAPTER:

Help Thou Our Host: Chapter 11 of this incredible alternate Camlann magic reveal, of which every word in all the chapters are fantastic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53393428

Fluff in Camelot: Newest one shot in this series of fluff one shots,which was a bit sad but cute as well, we all love a protective Arthur: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54394558

SINGLE CHAPTER:

make me a willow cabin at your gate: quite possibly the most poetically written arthur returns fic i have ever or will ever have the privilege of reading: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59835094

Let's stay in bed a little longer: eepy merlin smut and cute banter with arthur theyre so sweet actually: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59836150

and death shall have no dominion: I'm a sucker for "the narrative has palpable consequences" and in this case that's chronic pain for an ageing merlin, gwen and gwaine yippee BUT THEY GET TO GROW OLD ISNT THAT BEAUTIFUL (mostly canon compliant post camlann i am so sorry): https://archiveofourown.org/works/59838388

Soulmarks and Witches Don't Mix: soulmate mark au oneshot where we all get to be sad for merlin and arthur is a good friend: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59838424

[bellamyblakru]

@its-hyperfixation i am so fucking sorry its so late😭today was the first day i tested negative!!! and with that good news, i wrote you a tiny oneshot in honor of our wedding anniversary. i love you so so so so so much. and im continuously proud of everything you do. im beyond grateful to have you in my life, and i hope i can keep you in it for absolutely ever. thank you for sticking by my side for so long😭🩷i will stay there for as long as you’ll have me!!!! i love you my love, my arthur to my merlin, my rowan to my aelin, my f1 to my kpop🥺🩷one day!!!

do not feel sorry (it’s just like a yawn when it is not enough)

Merlin was trying—really, he was, but after five nights in a row of the same fucking nightmare, sleep was almost as nonexistent as his appetite at this point.

But he was fine.

He told Gaius that he was fine after he tripped and fell over the desk that’s been in that same spot for over five years, he told Gwen he was fine after stumbling into her during their morning walks, he told Lance and Gwaine he was fine when he managed to avoid having lunch with them four days in a row.

Did they believe him? That didn’t really matter, nor did he try to look too closely at their suspicious eyes following him everywhere he went.

Arthur pretended not to see Merlin drop all the laundry the third time in a row, or when he spilled all the dishes three inches away from the table, or when he slipped on the floors he just cleaned and fell directly into the king’s arms. Arthur had simply righted Merlin back up and went on his way. It was actually quite out of character—so much so that each time Merlin fumbled, he stayed completely still, waiting for the yells of annoyance that weirdly never came.

By the sixth day of mistakes, Merlin had enough.

“Are you okay?”

Arthur peered up from his lunch, looking first at the dirty laundry spread out on the floor then at the frustrated, and rather exhausted, Merlin whose hands were firmly on his hips out of frustration.

“Me?”

Merlin rolled his eyes, “Yes, you. Who else would I be asking?”

“I’m fine,” Arthur chose to ignore the jabs for now, focusing on Merlin’s face as it morphed back and forth between confusion and tiredness.

“Are you sure?”

Arthur stood up, stretched, came around his desk, and then leaned against it to have a better look at his servant.

“Yes.”

Merlin narrowed his eyes, but it truly did seem his king was feeling alright. He figured he might as well talk about what was wrong here.

“Well,” Merlin started, unsure yet loud enough that he could hear, “you haven’t been yelling at me.”

Surprisingly, Arthur let out a loud chuckle, the noise making Merlin’s eyes widen in even more confusion.

“What’s so funny about that?” Merlin crossed his arms defiantly, kicking some pretend dust on the ground to avoid looking back up. “It’s true.”

“Ah, Merlin,” Arthur laughed a little more. “Is that the only thing you wanted to talk about?”

Merlin would be lying if he said he knew that his king meant—and with the lack of everything lately, he was sure it was affecting what he could have missed.

“I think so?”

Sighing, Arthur walked towards Merlin, and then suddenly guided them both to the edge of his giant bed. Merlin let him—out of confusion and mostly because of the fact that he couldn’t fight him off even if he wanted to.

“Morgana and Gwen told me I had to be patient with you, but, honestly, with the way you’re going, I think you would kill youself before saying anything to me.”

Merlin tilted his head, “With the way I’m going?”

“Dumbass,” Arthur gently flicked his servant’s forehead. “Do you even know that you look like a walking carcass?”

“Do I?” Merlin looked down at himself, moving his fingers back and forth. “I think I look normal.”

“Yeah, that’s the problem,” Arthur sighed again, rubbing his own forehead in frustration. “Merlin-,” he looked the warlock directly in the eyes, the motion freezing Merlin more than anything could, “-what’s wrong? Why aren’t you getting sleep?”

As if that was all it took, Merlin immediately slouched, his eyes watering up at the question, and he tried to cover it up with his hands holding his hands. But it was too late, Arthur had already seen it, lightly forcing Merlin’s hands away to rub the tears off himself. The featherlight action was so tender that Merlin felt like he was barely even there.

Was this actually his Arthur? His Arthur, the one that gets annoyed too easily? Mad quickly? Kills for a living? Was he always this soft?

“Merlin,” another tear wiped away, “please tell me what’s been going on. I can’t help you if you don’t let me in.”

That was the point, wasn’t it? Merlin never wanted to let people in, to see the world as burnt and empty as he sometimes saw it, to see the world as broken and shattered and lost as he did.

“I…”

And when Arthur only looked back at him with so much concern and attention, Merlin felt he had no other choice but to tell the truth.

“I…been having nightmares.”

“Do you want to talk about them?”

Merlin hesitated. Did he want to? No. Should he? He remembered his mother once telling him that burdens are better lifted when they were shared by the shoulders of the people we loved, and suddenly, he didn’t want to keep it a secret anymore.

His head fell to his king’s shoulder, “It’s always the same. I’m on the pyre. You’re on the one in front of me. But,” Merlin shook his head into Arthur, the king responding with kind reassurances and soft motions on the warlock’s back. “But I never burn—it’s you. I watch you burn and burn and burn, and I can never get to you in time. One night, I would get mere inches away before it exploded, while the other I would be too tightly bound myself to even get an inch closer—but every night I never make it to you. I can never save you.”

By the end, Merlin’s cries were being completely absorbed by Arthur’s newly cleaned red tunic, but the king didn’t complain nor move, only holding the warlock closer to him.

“When I try to eat, I can only taste soot. When I blink too long, I see your face staring at me through the flames. When I walk, I see you getting further away from me. I’m so tired, Arthur…”

Merlin’s voice quieted as he continued, his wet eyes blinking slowly on Arthur’s shoulder.

Arthur took Merlin’s face between his hands, gently lifting the servant to face him, before whispering, “You’re safe here, Merlin. You can sleep here—I’ll keep us both safe, okay? No one can get in here and take me away.”

Merlin drowsily nodded, his face covered in snot and tears and a sadness that Arthur hated to see more than he could even admit.

Slowly, Arthur moved them both to lay on his bed, Merlin tucked safely in his side, the warlock’s legs wrapped around the king’s torso as if to make sure the man wouldn’t move a muscle as he slept. And even though Arthur wasn’t originally tired, being wrapped up in someone he loved so completely drew him right into a peaceful sleep (and not that he will mention it, but these past few days watching Merlin was ruining his own sleep schedule, too.).

By the time Merlin woke up, it was early daylight. He barely opened his eyes, opting to slowly rubbing the person’s back that he held in his arms.

His eyes flew open and his body stiffened once he remembered he doesn’t sleep with anyone, but he only found a softly smiling, already awake Arthur looking at him with so much love that Merlin’s fully melted back into him.

Was this heaven? Merlin would have to say it was at least it’s his perfect heaven.

“How are you feeling?” Arthur asked, his voice still a bit raspy from sleep.

Merlin didn’t avoid the usual urge to move Arthur’s hair out of his face, “Better. You?”

Humming his “good,” Arthur basically purred into Merlin’s hand, making the warlock giggle, moving to play with the king’s hair instead.

After a few seconds of peaceful silence, Merlin felt the guilt gnaw at his heart enough to stop and look at the king in his arms.

“I’m sorry if I made you worry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

Arthur huffed, moving Merlin’s hand back to their place in his hair. “You made everyone worry, you dingus. I was yelled at to give you space by multiple people—but it turns out I have very little patience for such things.”

Merlin laughed lightly—that was more like the king than anything else that has happened lately.

“Merlin,” Arthur smiled, making sure the servant was looking at him. “You are not alone anymore. I know you had to be for so long, but you’re not anymore. Not as long as I’m around. I know how much shit you carry—please let me help you hold it all. I have broad shoulders, I can carry more than your scrawny little things.”

Again, Merlin puffed out a laugh, but he stopped in favor of holding Arthur’s face, holding the golden king so gingerly as though he was made out of porcelain.

“If I burn, you burn?”

Arthur took Merlin’s hand from his face and kissed his palm—“Wherever you go, I go. And if it be to death, let it be. I go willingly. No fires can stop our future. We will always find our way around the scorched edges.”

“Together, huh?” Merlin whispered, still in a bit of a disbelief that this was real, that Arthur had accepted him so completely that they could do this as one.

“Hmmhmm, but before that,” Arthur jumped up randomly, surprising Merlin as the king’s hand reached out for him. “Let’s get breakfast.”

Giggling, Merlin gratefully grabbed the offered hand, his starving stomach roaring as if in answer.

It wasn’t going to be easy or perfect or without pain, but his dream was wrong. He knew that now.

If Arthur was on the pyre, Merlin was always going to reach him—no one, nothing, could ever stop him otherwise.

[sneakyboymerlin]

Hello! Would you happen to have any non-Merthur Merlin fanfic recs? Preferably with Gwen in them?

So sick of most fics just inserting Merthur in even when it’s not tagged that way 🤦🏽‍♀️

I’m pulling straight from my bookmarks for this one (filtered to include Gwen 💜❤️🧡)

Before Excalibur - Madlady2

Gwen comes home to her father, Tom the Blacksmith, working late. He is making Excalibur. This is just a scene between a proud father and an empathetic daughter.

Short little ficlet (330 words) showing one very significant day in the life of Gwen and Tom.

The Once & Future Besties - whitecrossgirl

Arthur and Merlin may be two sides of the same coin however there was one relationship that Merlin had in Camelot that was more important than that. His friendship with Gwen.

5 chapter, 5k word friendship/adventure fic. What more could anyone ask for?

Company - ArienElensar

“There, now you have some company whilst we’re gone,” Elyan said.

Elyan gets Gwen the greatest gift of all. (No, it’s not the friends we made along the way.) Another oneshot, only 565 words, but super sweet.

My All The World - Signy1

Arthur had forgiven the magic. He'd forgiven the lies. He'd forgiven the mistakes. He'd forgiven the unintended consequences of actions taken with the best of intentions and the worst of outcomes. But this... this was beyond forgiveness.

A longer one, at 4 chapters and nearly 10k words. Very grim and dramatic, with a bittersweet conclusion. I remember Gwen being fairly prominent in this, stuck in a difficult position as Merlin’s friend and Arthur’s wife while the two are at odds. TWs in fic tags.

The Ballad of Arthur and Gwaine - rbrgl

A quest for some mysterious object rendered mysterious by its sheer mysteriousness, for example, was enough to justify any lethally foolish adventure.

This one’s just hit 10 years old (and maybe it’s just me, but you can tell, lol). Classic Arthur vs. Gwaine story, told primarily from Gwen’s POV. About 11,700 words.

some have called thee mighty and dreadful - stanzas

En route to the kingdom of Nemeth, Camelot's party is attacked. Gwen and Merlin are separated from the rest of their traveling party. Merlin is gravely wounded, leaving them with the last dredges of hope that they will catch up with Arthur and the others at Nemeth's border.

Some 5.5k words of Gwen getting to show off and be the hero. @stanzas never lets us down.

Aaaaaand if I may be so bold…

I’ve written a couple fics myself that might meet your standards. They’re predominantly merwaine-focused since it is my agenda, but when you wanna write Gwen, you wanna write Gwen. So I wrote Gwen. I’ll rec you Empty Words and A Change For The Better (both comedies) and The Other Side (NOT a comedy—heed the trigger warnings before reading).

Hope you enjoy :D

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eteled's queued midnight posts || Posts that I will schedule at midnight on occasion when I'm like hm. I might forget to post when I want to. or queued posts set for 12:30am because they wont let me set it at exactly midnight.

eteled mentions: [FANDOM] || Mentions of something that I don't wanna put on the main tags ig. replace [FANDOM] with whatever fandom from my fixations list you wish. (usual culprits of this tag will be added later)

eteled on incorrect quotes || Incorrect quotes that will probably be queued

tumblr memories I think you guys should see:

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(Fixation list & other stuff under the cut)

Current slight normal fixations and hyperfixations:

Object Shows (ONEhfj and Object Legends specifically), Wii Deleted You, OMORI, Indigo Park, UnderTale, UnderTale Yellow, Lackadaisy, Sonic the Hedgehog, Adventure Time/Fionna and Cake, The Owl House, Gravity Falls, Hollow Knight, corru.observer (it's really good go play it unless you're afraid of realistic eyes cause there's some of those [the website is literally just called corru.observer]), Hamilton, OneShot, Friday Night Funkin', Epithet Erased, Bluey, Pokemon, SMG4, Gwain Saga, The Amazing Digital Circus, Murder Drones, Kirby, Lethal Company, Roblox DOORS, Cult of the Lamb, Minecraft, Stardew Valley, Ace Attorney

I like drawing, video games, watching TV, boba tea, hanging out with friends, and stargazing! (Though due to light pollution around here that's basically impossible now-)

BLACK LIVES MATTER! FREE PALESTINE! PROTECT TRANS FUTURES! TREAT ALL RACES, ETHNICITIES, GENDERS, SEXUALITIES, AND MORE EQUALLY!

NEONAZIS GET THE FUCK OUT AND DNI IF YOU'RE A ZOOPHILE, GET HELP!

[quotidian-oblivion]

Hey! Hi! Hiya! I read the Merlin one-shot you put out earlier, and now I'm really missing your writing, do you have a fic, or series, of yours you'd reccomened reading?

This is gonna be a long one and I happened to log into tumblr to check messages then saw your ask and drowned in a puddle and so because I wanted to update anyway, I decided to answer your ask because anything related to my writing brings me endless joy and happiness and tears.

Yes! I presume you're talking about Infiltrating Great Minds? Yes! As you can see, it's part of a Merlin+character crackfic series so if you want Merlin crack, you can have all of it in that series. I'm already halfway through a Gwaine&Merlin and finished completely outlining Leon&Merlin and Daegal&Merlin fics.

If you're looking for the angst/magic reveal sort of thing, I'd say How Do You Feel? and Shackled are good, though neither of them are magic reveals. I'm just realizing this is the first magic reveal I posted 😅

Although! I'm working on a super super super angsty magic reveal oneshot and another 4-chapter magic reveal which connects to a (currently) 45-chapter Golden Age AU fic. They're going to be in a series. Or maybe I'll split the 45 chapter, idk, i only finished outlining it yesterday XD

However, I won't be posting any fics or content until after April 10th bc of Ramadan and I want to focus on myself and my peace of mind and mental health. But, I have a goal to post content every week after April 10th since I already wrote halfway through like three fics and have complete and full outlines for like 10-ish fics, one of which is a multichap. So keep a look out for that!

For now, whatever I've posted is it :)

Tysm for the ask! It warms my heart so much because I've been having a stressful and hard few weeks and especially today ^^

[crispyjenkins]

“I am a servant, Gwaine.” “You’re more than that.” “He doesn’t know that.” “Then tell him.” Or: it isn't Gwaine's job (or Destiny) to worry about the Dragonborn, but he's going to do it anyway.

wrote a short oneshot for my sib's birthday and also because i have skyrim brainrot

(rated pg, mild hurt/comfort, fireside chats, merlin is the dragonborn obv, gwaine is protective, universe fusion so arthur is a jarl lol)

[thestinkyman]

Bio and Fanfiction Requests List

Hi! I'm your boii, Jack/Cheyenne, I go by any name you wanna call me lmao. I'm a writer, a gremlin, and an all around weirdo!

#Attack of the band is for me talking about my band ideas

Any blogs with no life to them (untitled blog that's blank n shit, you know what im talking about) will be blocked, sorry besties im not into bots

For those who would like to request a oneshot for a fandom, here's the list of fandoms I'll write for. I'll keep this list updated, as well as if I'm temporarily not taking requests. All requests will be posted on ao3, with a link posted here on my account

Request Status: Open!

Fandom list (with characters):

V for Vendetta - V, Evey, Dominic

Robin Hood (BBC) - Guy of Gisborne, Allan A'Dale

Merlin - Arthur Pendragon, Gwaine, Lancelot, Gwenivere

Sherlock - Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft Holmes, Greg Lestrade, Irene Adler, James Moriarty

Doctor Who - Clara Oswald, 9th through 12th doctor, Missy

Criminal Minds - Spencer Reid, Aaron Hotchner

Kingsman - Merlin, Harry Hart

Pirates of the Caribbean - James Norrington, Elisabeth Swann, Jack Sparrow

The Labrynth (1986) - Jareth

M*A*S*H - Hawkeye, Radar, Margaret Houlihan

Marvel - Steve Rogers, Loki, Peter Parker

CBS Elementary - Pretty much anyone

[ao3feed-johnnylawrence]

Wild Oneshots

by MerlinFan_4Ever

Other Additional Tags will be chosen from the list below

Words: 557, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV), Cobra Kai (TV), Final Destination (Movies), Karate Kid (Movies), Merlin (TV), Scream (Movies), Stranger Things (TV 2016), The Black Phone (2022), The Lost Boys (Movies), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Eddie Diaz/Bobby Nash, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Bobby Nash, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley/Howie "Chimney" Han, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Albert Han (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley/Ravi Panikkar, Miguel Diaz/Johnny Lawrence, Johnny Lawrence/Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz, Miguel Diaz/Robby Keene, Miguel Diaz/Terry Silver, Robby Keene/Daniel LaRusso, Robby Keene/Terry Silver, Alex Browning/Carter Horton, Thomas Burke/Frankie Whitman, Ian McKinley/Jason Wise, Nick O'Bannon/Hunt Wynorski, Peter Friedkin/Sam Lawton, Billy Hitchcock/Carter Horton, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom/Blaise Zabini, Draco Malfoy/Bill Weasley, Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Gregory Goyle/Neville Longbottom, Barty Crouch Jr./Harry Potter, Bobby Brown/Daniel LaRusso, Dutch/Daniel LaRusso, Daniel LaRusso/Johnny Lawrence, Daniel LaRusso/Terry Silver, Bobby Brown/Chozen Toguchi, Johnny Lawrence/Terry Silver, Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Lancelot/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Gwaine/Merlin (Merlin), Merlin/Percival (Merlin), Lancelot/Merlin (Merlin), Mordred/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Billy Loomis/Randy Meeks, Mickey Altieri/Dewey Riley, Wes Hicks/Vince Schneider, Richie Kirsch/Dewey Riley, Danny Brackett/Chad Meeks-Martin, Ethan Landry/Chad Meeks-Martin, Billy Hargrove/Mike Wheeler, Jason Carver/Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington/Jim "Chief" Hopper, Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson/Mike Wheeler, Billy Hargrove/Eddie Munson, Robin Arellano/Bruce Yamada, Finney Blake/Vance Hopper, Robin Arellano/Billy Showalter | Paperboy, Vance Hopper/Griffin Stagg, Finney Blake/Bruce Yamada, Robin Arellano/Finney Blake, David/Sam Emerson, Edgar Frog/Marko, Chris Emerson/Shane Powers, DJ X/Edgar Frog, Dwayne/Sam Emerson, David (Lost Boys)/Edgar Frog

Additional Tags: Sexual Content, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Threesome - M/M/M

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/47706088